Windows to the Soul

If one's eyes are windows to the soul, then what are one's windows? Are the windows the house's eyes? Then would its windows still be windows to its soul? Assuming it has one, although it apparently has a heart (the kitchen, naturally). Right now, our windows are more like nostrils, since several of them are gone, temporarily covered by plywood. OK, enough poor analogies and anthropomorphizing of the house.

The windows should arrive and be installed tomorrow. I'm very excited about this. The old windows were the original 1970 variety, single pane (leaky and mildewy these days) with steel flanges and frames, not very attractive or energy efficient. While we didn't spring for the really swanky windows we wanted, the new ones will be very nice. Had to do a lot of moving in the kids' bedrooms but the new windows are going to be much larger than the old ones (due to changed egress requirements, extra safety fine with me) which will be quite nice. Eventually, I hope to install benches under them to create a window seat effect. In the new office we are putting in a bay window to give the effect of more space to the very small room.

Clarified a few details with the contractor. Pocket door does need to be framed. Interior French doors will be glass.

Getting a couple of tree bids tomorrow, thanks everyone who helped out with some names of tree guys.

City Building Inspector was on site, everything seemed fine. It's wonderful to have a contractor who's on good terms with them and doing a great job on everything so it's not a big issue.

Other than that, it's hot hot hot again. Since the window holes are boarded over, I turned the AC on. It was 93 degrees inside the house at the time, hours later, we're still in the 80s, but the situation is improving.